Another update for you all!
After my last update, with a broken rod and a long, quiet drive home, this update is a welcome change!
Last week, I exchanged my rod for another, picked up a couple of flies, and dreamed about being on the water.
The weather forecast for last weekend was just too nice to ignore. On Saturday, I called my fishing buddy, and we resolved to be on the water bright and early Sunday morning to get closer to God than one can get sitting on a pew.
Sunday morning came, and we made the drive down in the dark, getting to Baptist Camp access on the Current River early in the gray, overcast morning. The weather was warm for February.
We started out pitching streamers, not having much luck. I had a few fish that looked like they were takers, but I will have to work on my streamer fishing, as I could not seem to strip fast enough to keep contact with the fly for a solid hookset. Missed at least two fish this way, probably more.
As the day got warmer, some sort of hatch started popping off. At first, one or two small whiteish-tan insects dancing on the water with tiny little fish rolling on them, then noticeably more of the same insects with larger rises beneath them caused me to take notice, and I opened my flybox and tied on an Adams, and began casting.
It didn't take me too long to make a connection. I was drifting it down and talking to my fishing buddy when I saw a flash, then a boil where my fly used to be. I set the hook and the fight was on.
Now, as far as trout goes, this isn't much to look at. But it's the first trout I've taken on the fly. It's the first anything I've take on the fly, so it was very special to me. I was ecstatic to hook up, fight, and land this guy. What a privilege!
Pics at the link.